Stories tagged “Inspiration: Stephen King”

  • The Walking Man

    “Did you hear about the rapist the police caught three nights ago?” I paused in the act of turning up the volume on my ipod to drown out the women seated behind me and listened. “Oh my god. What happened?” “So Tuesday nigh...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Insatiable

    “When we were children, this place frightened me.” Walter said, looking at the old pond. Thick orange slime covered much of the water’s surface, ropy tendrils clawing at the edges. Remnants of lilypads were coccooned inside. Ginny shi...

  • "Trusted" 396 - 22 (Mature)

    Blood caked the inside of my jacket. The wound underneath throbbed in time with my breathing. My mouth felt like the back of a Gila monster. You never should have trusted so far. The voice in my head was my voice but from years ago. He was a scared kid...

  • An Old Form of Protection (Day 38)

    Matt passed a hand over his eyes. In part to shield them from the coastal wind that carried grit and salt. In part it was to force himself to look away from the false beauty of the coast. He had once loved swimming in those dark waters but now they onl...

  • Forced to Flee (Day 50)

    Bahula looked at her hands in confusion. They didn’t look any different to her. No sign of smoke or flame marked her deep brown skin. Charlotte grabbed her by the upper arm. “Come on, let’s go firestarter. We don’t want to be ar...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Counting Down to Disaster (Day 51)

    In the distance the dark tower stood like a crone’s finger. Between us was a cracked, flat plain. Immense shadows slowly crawled across that blighted land. Formless monstrosities called Marrow-Suckers made their home there. Something about the to...

  • Buoyed By Hate (Day 116) (Mature)

    Randall took off his hat as he entered the bar and left it by the door. His clothes, long and black, carried dust from the road. He had been walking for quite a spell. He didn’t know exactly why he was there but the places he was drawn to always ...